Jump right

You hop over on the right rock, the dry surface scratching a little bit of skin off the sole of your foot, and you wobble, waving your hands wildly to rgain balance. You manage to stay on the rock, remaining still for a moment. You wipe your brow with the back of your hand.

"Phew!" you exclaim. The woman suddenly stops singing and turns her head at you, her dark yellow eyes surprised that you managed to get that far without her noticing. You lose your footing from the suddeness, falling backwards into the river. It's surprisingly deeper than it looked, at least two metres. You try to stay afloat, but the river current takes you you away, keeping your head under the water, as you thrash your hands, trying to gulp in air. You feel something grabbing around your ankle, keeping you from drifting away. Then it grabs your calf, slowly dragging you under. You struggle, unable to keep your head over as it now gets hold of you with two hands around your thighs. The hands turn you around and you're face to face with the woman you just saw, her yellow eyes glazed over with a third eyelid, and her hair floating like a jellyfish. There is no doubt in your mind that she's infected, but she seems different from the others. On the sides of her neck are silvery gills, which flap open from time to time. Her hands and feet are webbed, as are her legs and arms, a translucent kind of skin which she paddles to swim. She lifts a finger up to her lips, and then kisses you, a flow of oxygen once more flowing into your lungs. She drags you over to a more still part of the river, where the current is calmer. She pushes you against the side of a boulder, the impact feeling delayed from the water. You helplessly try to swim away, but it's clear you're out of your element, and she just continues to pin you, kissing you from time to time so that you don't drown.

She claws at your clothes, the shredded tatters floating down river, and she eyes your member, the prize she was after. You can see her burning lust inside her gaze, even with your visability lowered. She doesn't do any foreplay, she just gets onto what she really wants. You can see her snatch quiverring, her pubic hair forming little writhing tentacles that tickle your skin. She pludges your member inside her. Both of you suspended in water, the slow current trying to push you away, her body strangely cold and slippery. It's nothing like you've experianced before. She thrusts her hips, her body moving quick through the water, while your movements seem sluggish, unable to keep up or help with her pleasure. It seems like she's completely in control here. You stop thrashing to get away, or thrusting to help her get her fix of cock, and you just float serenely, letting her do the work.

Her inside feels tight, but lubed up with some sort of fishy oil that clings to your rod, that lets her piston away without much effort. She kisses you once again, your life completely dependant on her. She guides your hand to her ample breasts. While they looked scaled and rough, in reality they are soft and supple, even fleshier than any breasts you've seen before. You thumb her nipples, your finger circling the areola, and she bites her lip, suppressing a moan that would otherwise noislessly float away with the water. You feel so many pressures against your cock; the pressure her body has against you, the pressure of the rushing water, the pressure of the boulder that you're pushed against... You feel water flowing into your lungs once again, but she doesn't kiss you, she just watches your face slowly turn blue with a grin on hers, as your balls swell up and your cock twitches, ready to cum inside. With a final thrust of her hips you cum, spurting sticky white cum deep into her cunt. She just floats there, her body pinning you against the rock, your conciousness slowly turning black, as you just cum and cum, the last orgasm you'll ever have. She brings her lips close to yours, but she is just teasing you, the one thing that could save you just barely out of reach. You can't hear her very well, but she laughs.

And that's the last thing you ever hear.